But the hussy had the audacity to report to the police, accusing me of plotting her murder years ago.
Sending them to the streets was already kindness on my part.
Of course, Wu Rong didn't say these things out loud. She glanced at Xinghe contemptuously. She was not afraid in the least even though she knew Xinghe was there to cause her trouble.
She had inherited the Xia Family's entire family fortune; why would she be afraid of Xinghe?
Wu Rong said with a sneer, "Mrs. Chan, have you gotten senile, why did you let a stranger into the house? Our house is not a youth center; entry is not permitted to anyone."
Mrs. Chan replied with a voice that was as soft as a mosquito's, "But Madame, this is Young Lady Xia…"
"Mrs. Chan, you've really gone senile! This house only has one young mistress and it is Wushuang. You think any random walker could be a young mistress?"
Mrs. Chan was cowed into silence.
